So you want me in a skirt and in glasses? Is this some kind of school roleplay now?
[He says that teasingly, but his sentences are quickly becoming breathless as he stretches himself. He's always liked taking care of himself this way, it feels nice to stretch himself out and fill himself up. But now he's imagining Inaba doing it to him, that it's Inaba's fingers probing and sliding, curling upwards in just the right way to hit that sweet spot within him-
And oh, as he brushes up against it, he can't suppress that stuttering moan that slips out. But it's still not enough, and he's growing increasingly frustrated with the fact that it's not Inaba filling him up. Even if she's watching right now, he wants more.]
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[He says that teasingly, but his sentences are quickly becoming breathless as he stretches himself. He's always liked taking care of himself this way, it feels nice to stretch himself out and fill himself up. But now he's imagining Inaba doing it to him, that it's Inaba's fingers probing and sliding, curling upwards in just the right way to hit that sweet spot within him-
And oh, as he brushes up against it, he can't suppress that stuttering moan that slips out. But it's still not enough, and he's growing increasingly frustrated with the fact that it's not Inaba filling him up. Even if she's watching right now, he wants more.]
haa...do- do you want to...?
[A little bit of touching couldn't hurt, right?]